The closer May gets,
The less I want to be alone.
Ive been running from it,
I know.
Yet with all that in the distance,
Its not on my mind.
I stay up at night wondering,
Would it have mattered?
If I had come to you,
Told you everything.
Admitted how much I liked you,
Apologized.
Would it still have lost you?
Would anything have changed.
What really kills me is the fact,
That I could have fallen in love with you.















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